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Title: More

Written For: lily100
Words: 100
Challenge: Envy

 

Lily brought James home one summer, when she was sixteen.
Petunia was reading in the living room when they arrived; somehow without scattering ash across the place and looking immaculate to boot.

“Good afternoon, don’t suppose you’d care for a spot of tea?” Because she really needed a cup, or six.

“You must be Petunia?” Sirius had just arrived. He addressed her like she was some sort of sea cucumber.
And he was hot.
When she came back with the tea they were all talking about that marvelous magic.
The three of them, they were so, close, so… much more.

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On September 15th, 2006 08:39 am (UTC), merihn commented:
Yeah, I bet it did... I wrote a really short fic... in a fit of angst and it was actually pretty good... to restrain myself to a really small amount of words and see what I could do with it.
It was good. You worked it out well.
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